Tanya and Emma were in raptures over the situation. Emma said playfully, "well I don't know, maybe if you say pretty please and lick my foot". Emma wo...e a short denim skirt, she had bare legs and wore flat sandal's, Emma slipped her foot out her sandal and raised it slightly, I bent forward and started to lap Emma's toes and feet with my tongue. "How does it taste you naughty boy?", said Tanya, clearly loving my discomfort. In stead of replying I addressed Emma again and said, "Pretty please. He must have had his body pressed to the wall, because I could see he was offering me everything he had. Gingerly, I took him in my hand and began pulling slowly on his cock. He was pleasantly thick and felt warm and hard in my hand. Wetting my lips, I leaned in and let him slide over my tongue.Wetting a cock with my mouth is something that always turns me on. The initial, musky flavor just fills my senses and makes me want to suck. Closing my lips around him, my tongue swirled over his head. "She chewed on the thoughts for another ten to fifteen minutes, then inspected her fingernails without raising her hands from her lap. "Uncle Randy, would you mind if I spent two weeks at their ranch next summer?"I glanced at her and returned my attention to the road. "Of course not. Why would I mind?" I don't know. Maybe you think my proper place isn't at Summers' ranch but at Long's."She was still looking down at her hands. "Cheryl?" I said, causing her to look up tentatively. "Your life is. They were together at some time almost daily and had developed a relationship that didn't require sex to complete their companionship. It seemed little different from a married couple with the exception of the separate apartments and the nights they were not together.Roger had accepted the new relationship with great relief. They would have regular relations and his only regret were the nights they were alone in their own apartments. Their lives were comfortable and for him, exciting. He was.